Blue Is Paris - Dawn - Timo Lassy & Jukka Eskola

The silver line in the melted sky Sways its coldness next to me Back and forth never asking me why The heavy air is closing in The smell of desperation's floating by Leaving darkness to hold me Round and round the silent silver line Closing in distressing me In war of clarifying Northern lights are dying Drip drop the tears are falling The missing colour line There's something so clandestine Drip drop the sky is falling Sealing the gates for thousands of years Making silver ashes faded Guarding all hope from endless fears Watering the empty shell for nothing This time the last word is loneliness Dying colours of the northern sky Almost nothing to be seen Up and down the comets drifting by The air is heavy to breathe The fading line of melted minds Grieving darkness holds me Back and forth, never asking me why The world is dead to me In war of clarifying Northern lights are dying Drip drop the tears are falling The missing colour line There's something so clandestine Drip drop the sky is falling Sealing the gates for thousands of years Making silver ashes faded Guarding all hope from endless fears Watering the empty shell for nothing This time the last word is loneliness In war of clarifying Northern lights are dying Drip drop the tears are falling The missing colour line There's something so clandestine Drip drop the sky is falling Sealing the gates for thousands of years Making silver ashes faded Guarding all hope from endless fears Watering the empty shell for nothing This time the last word is loneliness